Expedition to discover the sources of the White Nile, in the years 1840, 1841, Vol. 1 (of 2)Werne, Ferdinand
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Expedition to discover the sources of the White Nile, in the years 1840, 1841, Vol. 1 (of 2)
Werne, Ferdinand
Nile River
On a signal-gun being repeated, a small boat appeared, similar in
size and construction to a moderate fishing-cauf. We saw men plunge
from the left shore into the flood, and this cauf became animated
with human beings from Gos Rajeb: soon afterwards the bold swimmers
landed, having been carried here and there by the current. A strong
arm grasped, at my feet, the root of the tree affording me shade:
“Oh, uahet sheïtàn keweiss!” (“Oho, a fine ghost!”) said
my huntsman Sale, whilst he held my pipe under my nose, and gave
a horse-laugh. A woman’s breast, just disclosed from under her
ringlets, and confiding in heaven, appeared first on the top of
the waters, and then dived back again. Shaking off my lassitude,
I threw myself upon the ground to offer an assisting hand to the
poor creature. A nut-brown Amazon, of the clearest complexion,
a true picture of most luxuriant youthful strength and vigour,
stood naked up to her dripping rahat (girdle of strips of leather)
upon the end of my carpet. Throwing off from her head the Ferda
(a long cotton cloth with ornamental borders, worn by all these
people of both sexes, and exactly the same as those found in the
Egyptian tombs), she smoothed it, slung it round her hips over
the right shoulder and the head, soundly rated Sale, and then ran
away laughing because I understood her Aggem, (heathen language,
or rather what is not Arabic,) uttered by her deep hoarse voice, as
little as she my Arabic _cur, quomodo, quando_. Recovering from this
unexpected fright, I followed her, and learned that these Bishari had
come from the Kabyles of Wood Naga, on the Atbara, for the purpose
of conveying across our cattle. The wildly beautiful damsel had
grown up from a child in this employment, which was her greatest
pleasure. Stronger and bolder than any of her nearest relations,
she had lost her voice by lying in the damp in her night-quarters
on the shore, expecting for some time the retreat of the army, said
to be nearly annihilated, for the sake of the profit (four piastres
or girsh, about one shilling,) on every camel and horse.
The old boat, which had been concealed out of fear of the rapacious
Haddendas, and had become leaky, was drained of the water, after it
became certain that there were no other vessels near. This tribe of
the Haddendas is always at war with all the neighbouring races. The
Haddendas, whose territory here borders on the right shore of the
Atbara, above the equally marauding Anafidabs, swim over in a small
daring body, take very coolly the vessels from the left side which
are to transport the people waiting on the right shore to pillage and
murder, and then hasten back with the booty so much the more securely.
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